Chapter 39: The True Skills of Martial Arts (Please save! Please read!)
The battle between Mo Yanqiu and the tall human-skin skeleton was decided almost in an instant.

Zhou Qingshan was not far behind Mo Yanqiu. He looked at the shadows of the Zhenyue Spear and vaguely saw the shadow of a Canghong passing by. He only heard a series of explosions in his ears. Then he saw the horrible human-ghost who was suspected to be the head of the Liu family, lying on the ground without his head.

He looked up at the tall figure standing in front of him with a gun, and his heart was shocked.

Is this a warrior?
One horizontally and one vertically.

"This sound? Is it a secret? Yan Qiu, you have actually mastered the Canghong Chasing Wind Spear Technique?!"

Gao Feixue was stunned, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

After listening to Mo Yanqiu's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes and secretly complained:
What a close call! You bastard!

And you still say that you can't beat a bone-forging warrior?
You can use the profound meaning of Canghong Chasing the Wind, so even if this big guy has wisdom, he can't dodge it? !

All the true martial arts in this world.

Divided into lower, middle and upper levels!
Canghong Zhufeng Spear Technique is the real lower-level skill!

Don't underestimate the 'lower level of true skill'!
It can be listed as "lower level real skill"!
It must be able to contain the true meaning of martial arts and have a complete method of cultivation, which means that it can be used to ignite the spiritual fire. It is a method that can directly lead to "raising troops" and surpasses 90% of the martial arts skills in the world!
Most warriors practice true skills that are not passed down from generation to generation, and they don’t even have complete methods to strengthen their bones and internal organs.

The martial arts practiced by these warriors are called - the lowest level martial arts!
Jianghu martial arts cannot be considered real skills!

You know, there are only seventy-two "superior true skills inheritance" in the world!

The Zhao Dynasty accounts for 10%, the princes account for 10%, the army accounts for 10%, and the remaining 70% all come from the martial arts sect!

All the true skills in the world are evolved from the inheritance of these 72 superior true skills!

Even the 'Dao Seeds' of the martial arts mountain gate are rarely able to practice the inheritance of the superior true skills, and they are all divided into dozens of intermediate true skills. The inferior true skills are created by warriors who practice the 'intermediate true skills' to 'great success'.

This middle-level martial arts skill is the ceiling of martial arts!

Most of the inherited skills of the Lingbing family are only of inferior quality!

The fact that she and Mo Yanqiu were able to learn the complete lower-level true skills in the martial arts hall was all thanks to the chief master Li from the martial arts hall who came from the martial arts mountain gate.

The level of progress in this martial arts skill is divided into entry, minor success, and major success!

Getting started: It means becoming proficient in the moves and routines, and being able to use them against the enemy and counter each move.

Minor Achievement: It means completely mastering this martial art and being able to use it effortlessly.

Dacheng: It means reaching the pinnacle, it is the end of a martial arts skill. When you understand the true meaning, you can display the profound meaning of martial arts!

When one reaches this level, even inferior martial arts can be transformed into legend, and the weak can defeat the strong!

No warrior dares to underestimate!

Mo Yanqiu's cultivation to the great success realm means that he has realized the true meaning of martial arts and crossed the threshold that countless martial artists can only dream of but cannot reach.

A threshold that ordinary warriors cannot break through until they die!
But Mo Yanqiu crossed the threshold at the level of a strong man!

This kind of understanding is simply terrifying!
Is it really just the appearance of "Black Iron"...

Mo Yanqiu calmed down his anger and blood, looked at Gao Feixue with eyes as sharp as a sword, and said in a cold voice:

"Feixue, you haven't answered yet, why are you here?!"

"This...I..." Gao Feixue dodged under Mo Yanqiu's sharp gaze, seeming a little uneasy, his voice trembling slightly, obviously trying hard to suppress his inner tension.

"Miss Feixue, can you go back alone?" Zhou Qingshan spoke up to ease her embarrassment.

Gao Feixue breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turned his head to look at Zhou Qingshan, shook his head and said:

"My Lord, there are a lot of human-skin skeletons... and there is more than one big one..."

"A lot..." Zhou Qingshan frowned when he heard this. There were hundreds of households in the spiritual realm where the Liu family lived, seven or eight hundred people. Since the demons killed the guards and the lord, they naturally would not let the farmers go, so there were at least hundreds of human ghosts.

And... there are two incoming ghosts!
Zhou Qingshan cast an inquiring look at Mo Yanqiu.

"Feixue, since you can't go back alone, follow us to get the medicine."

Mo Yanqiu was silent for a moment, then glanced at Gao Feixue. His eyes were still sharp, but his tone was slightly softer:
"Humans and ghosts cannot find the entrance to the spirit realm and can only wander outside. The environment of the thirteenth moon rising is unusually peaceful, which is a great opportunity for us."

Hearing this, Gao Feixue looked surprised and looked at the thick fog around him: "Is this the thirteenth month? Is that human-skin skeleton a human ghost?"

Mo Yanqiu glared at Gao Feixue and said, "Master Li talked about things other than martial arts, but you just let it go in one ear and out the other?"

Gao Feixue smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to say anything.

But I complained in my heart.

Who is an oddball like you who practices martial arts so hard every day and still likes to read?
She didn't sleep in Teacher Li's class, which showed her great respect for Teacher Li.

Mo Yanqiu's habit of reading was influenced by Zhou Qingshan.

Since she was a child, she has always heard Zhou Qingshan say "knowledge is power"!
Zhou Qingshan was born into a lord's family, but his father was born into a farmer's family. His family background was shallow, and knowledge was precious, especially the secrets related to martial arts, which were simply beyond his ability to collect.

We can only understand the world through the travel notes such as bamboo slips and animal skins purchased from the Chamber of Commerce, but it is only a superficial understanding.

While the two were talking.

Zhou Qingshan had already arrived in front of the headless corpse of the tall ghost. He squatted down, lifted it up slightly, and gave Mo Yanqiu a wink.

"Stop talking nonsense. You lead the way and I'll sit in the middle."

Mo Yanqiu understood what he meant, took out the animal skin map and threw it to Gao Feixue, pointing to the front and said lightly.

Gao Feixue took the animal skin map, looked down at it, and drew the long sword from his waist to clear the way.

On the other side, Zhou Qingshan took the opportunity to put the corpse into the Yunding chessboard world, and then hurriedly caught up with Mo Yanqiu.

On the road.

Zhou Qingshan checked Mo Yanqiu's chess piece panel and found that his [Spirit] dropped directly from over 4 to around 3.5.

"It actually took 0.5 of my energy to launch that fierce attack just now?!"

He was secretly calculating in his mind.

"With a vitality of 3.5, can you still use it seven times? No, if the vitality drops to a certain level, Yan Qiu will probably find it difficult to use that move. The limit should be four times, or five times?"

Snap, snap!
Gao Feixue kept waving the long knife in his hand, cutting off the branches that blocked the way.

The three of them traveled freely on the road of Creek Ridge without encountering any wild or strange beasts.

Just as Mo Yanqiu said, under the cover of the thirteenth month, the entire Xipanling was unusually harmonious.

The moonlight falls quietly like crystal water.

Zhou Qingshan witnessed various wild animals as he moved forward. He even saw a sika deer and a snow leopard living in harmony on a large rock. There was no boundary between predator and prey between the two, and no vigilance or confrontation between natural enemies.

They opened their mouths and looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, which was obscured by thick fog.

It seemed to be devouring the essence of the moonlight.

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